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Happy (well almost) birthday to me
Happy almost birthday to me!! Tommorrow I'm officially 37.
The way I figure it my face is acting like its 13 (last count 3 pimples, and I don't wanna know how many blackheads, I skipped acne during puberty, so I guess now I'm making up for lost time),
So that makes the rest of me only 24.....................right??
Only 24, but with 13 years of experience at it, I should be pretty good at it by now.
I no longer feel the need to like or dislike according to where I'm wanting to fit in. I'm no longer worried about if people like me, I am losing a lifetime of stuffed feelings most of which have accumulated in my hips and thighs for some reason, and I am finally discovering for the first time who Holly really is.
I can love a good action sci fi movie, but that doesn't mean its wrong to want to see The Devil Wears Prada, or Walk the Line.
I can be a Meat Loaf loving classic rock freak, but I can also love Hank Wiliams, Johnny Cash, Mozart, Beethoven, Metallica, AC/DC, The Six Fat Duchmen, and anyone else who's beat happens to thrill me.
I can wear what I find comfortable and look good in, the hell with what's in this year.
I can believe what I feel is right, not what my friends think, what my parents tried to teach me, or what society says. I am free to decide this for myself and express it daily in my lifestyle and choices.
I am no longer paranoid about tommorrow. Tommorrow comes with or without my permission. Freaking out, makes my life miserable, it doesn't change anything.
I am no longer a slave to other people's opinions, afraid to be myself, pretending to blend into what ever crowd I found myself, while alternatingly needing to be different for the sake of being different.
In the words of the immortal poet
I am's what I am.
And after 13 years of being 24, that is good enough for me.
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~ She's baaack ~
~ testing ~
~ Facebook me ~
~ Bleech ~
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.